GDN - I remember when I was a boy that there was nothing I liked better than going to the arcade. With just a couple dollars worth of quarters in my pocket and a Slim-Jim in my hand, I was set for an afternoon of fun. Walking through the door and hearing all the beeps and boops, I could barely contain my excitement. I immediately sprinted past Mortal Kombat, Primal Rage, and Cruising USA. The first game on my list was always Area 51. There was something about holding the toy gun and blowing the alien scum to bits. It was the first experience that I remember where I wasn’t just controlling a character on a screen, but I was the character.